The Spoils
Saturday, October 21st, 2000
1845 hrs.
37F
Thick overcast; light rain
Strong breeze from the N
Approximately 5km north of Minsk Mazowiekie, Poland
Between the two of them, Jan and Craig collect quite an impressive pile of weapons and ammunition, piling it in the front room of the farmhouse. The marauder cavalry unit was apparently quite fond of pistols, especially those firing 9mm P ammunition. Aside from 21 undamaged AK-74 variants (including one with an underslung BG-15 w/ one 40mm grenade and one RPK) and 65 full magazines for them all, Jan and Craig recover one Uzi SMG, one MAC-10 SMG, one double-barrelled, sawed-off, 12-gauge shotgun (a-la Mad Max), two M92Fs, two Browning HPs, one Glock 17, one Walther P-38, one CZ75, one M1911A1, one Stechkin (w/ buttstock attached), two Makarovs, and one Tokarev. Each pistol/SMG averages about two full magazines of ammunition; the shotgun has 6 shells full of small game shot. Ten fragmentation hand grenades, three colored smoke grenades, and one RPG-22 are also recovered.
In addition to the firearms and explosives, Jan and Craig collect several daggers, a machete-type hacking sword, a Russian cavalry sabre, and a club resembling a baseball bat partially wrapped with barbed wire.
Hiding such a treasure trove will require time, effort, and light. The root cellar is a bit obvious as far as hiding places go. There are a couple of empty 50 gallon drums near the tractor shed but those seem pretty obvious as well. There's only one proper shovel in the ransacked tool shed. The firearms are all wet and corrosion will be an issue if they are stored for any length of time.
Aside from the weapons, the group recovers one Soviet issue handy-talkie radio which does not seem to be working any more.
Most of the above is spattered (if not coated) in mud and/or some gore.
(OOC: Let me know if there are any specific items of enemy clothing or LBE that you'd like and I'll let you know if it is available and in what condition.)
While Jan and Craig are collecting the captured weapons and ammo, Tucker deliberately administers a coup-de-gras to the badly wounded horses and men. Only one of the men is in any shape to beg for his life. By the time Tucker reaches him, the one-armed man has collapsed, unconscious from shock and/or blood loss. One of the horses requires three shots to the head before it expires. Whether Tucker's act is one of mercy or its antithesis seems rather moot under the circumstances. (Craig c/o Tucker -9 pistol rounds)
Meanwhile, Dawid and Mariusz expertly butcher one of the dead horses, deftly cutting away several kilograms of steaming fresh meat.
Stationed at opposite corners of the farm, Thor and Dieter see nothing of note. The constant rain and darkening sky make it hard to see further than a few hundred meters in any direction.
Everyone is cold and wet. It's growing darker by the minute. Most of you are nearly soaked through. You realize that the odd clicking sound you've been hearing for the last quarter of an hour is your teeth chattering.
You've lost half of your cargo carrying capacity and over a dozen kilos of travelling rations. In their place, you've gained hundreds of kilograms worth of captured weaponry, over a dozen kilos of very rare horsemeat, and one rather shell-shocked steed.
Next Moves?
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